SERIES : the Chronicles
Continuation
SEQUEL TO : the Buffy
& Angelus Chronicles
PAIRING : Buffy/Angel,
Angel/Spike, Spike/Buffy, Angel/Buffy/Spike
RATING : NC17
SPOILERS : major spoilers, I’ve used
actual show quotes from all four seasons of Buffy & Angel season one.
DISCLAIMER : I do not own these
characters.
NOTES & WARNINGS : SLASH
(m/m) and a little bloodplay
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“So this is what again?”
She asked staring at the mess of boxes and bubble wrap.
“A computer Buffy, a
computer that I won fighting the ponce.”
“I let him win.” Angel
said carrying in the last box. “This is the printer and that’s all of it. Keep
the boxes in the closet in case something goes wrong.”
“Can’t.”
“Can’t what?”
“Can’t put ‘em the
closet.”
“Why not?”
“I got other stuff in
there.”
“Like what?”
“All the stuff that was
here before.”
“What stuff?”
“The leather pants, the
duster, Dru’s dolls, the stuff from your closet, all the crap the minions left
behind when they left, MY shirts, my extra boots, the wheelchair, Dru’s dresses
that I couldn’t fit in the car, all your stuff from the desk, your paintings
and I think someone’s arm.”
“Neat, let’s clean.”
Buffy said.
“Neat?” Angel said.
“All that crap? It’s all
history Angel.”
“Yeah, let’s leave it as
such.”
“If you don’t want the
duster, I’ll take it and the leather pants.” She winked at him with a smile.
“And the pictures of me are mine. They are some of the most recent pictures of
me, those and my senior pictures, which were taken on an extremely bad hair day
and were subsequently burned.”
“You burned them?”
“Yes. It was a big bon fire
of fun. I burned those, a bunch of pictures from middle school, my pom-poms and
cheerleading outfit from LA, a bunch of letters from my old boyfriend and most
of my clothes. Two days later Daddy took me on a shopping spree and I
restocked, hence my college clothes.” She started crying.
“Buffy?”
“It’s nothing, I’m fine.
I can’t go back, it’s over.”
“Buffy, your parents
will come around.”
“Did yours?”
“No, but I kinda killed
mine long before I got my soul. I think it helps that you didn’t try to murder
yours.”
“I guess, but we’ll just
argue about you anyway Angel, so why bother?”
“Cause it’s important to
you.”
“I don’t know. Mom
wouldn’t invite me in to my own home.”
“She’s had a lot to deal
with. The Slayer thing, me, you and me, evil me, no you, me again, you and me,
no me, evil me, evil me and you, and now vamp you and me.”
“Funny, the only one of
us she really likes is Spike.” Buffy laughed. “She’d rather have tea with him
than me.”
“It’s the accent babe,
drives chits crazy.”
“It is pretty sexy. I
was always sucker for an accent. I dated this one guy from Australia for about
a month. This one time we went for a drive at midnight and... never mind. Story
for another day, anyway, what’s this?” She pointed to the computer.
“It’s a computer love,
MY computer. I won it.”
“I let you.”
“Ponce.”
“Blondie.”
“Wanker.”
“Impotent Wonder.”
“Nancy hair gel boy.”
“Ass whipped.”
“Buffy whipped.”
“Flaccid.”
“I hate you.”
“No you don’t.” Spike
was silent.
“You two sound like
little old ladies, only you’re worse.”
“Why?”
“Cause you’re so
incredibly irresistible, the both of you. You’re also impossible, no wonder Dru
went crazy.”
“No, she was crazy
before she ever met me.” Spike said opening another box.
“Oh.” She sat on the bed,
next to Angel. “I always thought you were older Spike.”
“Nope. Well, in mind
perhaps. She did have her lucid moments, when she said things that were
actually useful. But I’m setting up my computer so sod off.”
“Someone got up on the
wrong side of the bed. Is he always this cranky?” She asked Angel, while
leaning back into the satin covered pillows.
“I think so. Had I known
how cranky and stubborn he was I’d never have turned him in the first place.”
“Yes you would’ve mate.”
“You think so?”
“I know so.”
“Why?”
“Cause you liked me
arse. Now sod off or shut your trap.”
Angel turned to Buffy,
“he’s right. So what about the Slayer?”
“I don’t know. Kendra
didn’t understand the whole soul thing, but she accepted it. Faith really
didn’t have a choice and really didn’t care, but this one? She’s the Slayer,
I’m a vampire and she’s not in love with me or anything.”
“How did she seem?”
“Like she wanted to kill
me, but that’s just a first impression.”
“I’ve been thinking,
with another slayer in town who is going to be keeping the Hellmouth in check,
perhaps it WAS time we moved, you know, elsewhere.”
“Whaddya mean?”
“Well, your mom hasn’t
been exactly understanding or anything, and Sunnydale’s got another Slayer now
and perhaps it would help if we went somewhere else.”
“Where?”
“We could move to LA,
find a big apartment for the three of us and you can help me with the agency
while Spike bitches and moans about being chipped.”
“I do not bitch and
moan, Sire of mine. I simply complain.”
“Which sounds a whole
lot like bitching and moaning, childe of mine.”
“You know, you were
never this full of words before Angelus, must be all them books.”
“I had words before, my
mouth was just always filled with so much more than words.”
“Yeah, like me.” Spike
smiled wickedly and finished hooking the wires up. “Okay, let’s see if we can
on-line and if this doesn’t work you wanker, I’m shagging your arse into the
carpet.”
“Put it that way Spike
and I’m not sure if I want it to be broken or fully functioning.”
“Would you two either
fuck or shut up cause I’m sick of your little flirtations. You’re both horrible
teases. Now, let’s talk about me. Are you serious about LA?”
“Yes. You wouldn’t be so
bored, you could use the tunnels like I do to get around during the day, there’s
plenty of excitement and I thought you and Cordy were sort of getting along.”
“We were starting to,
we’ve kind of been emailing a while.”
“She won’t shut you out
like everyone does Buffy. She’s still got the attitude but she’s grown, I
think.”
“I couldn’t believe it
when Willow told me she was working for you, little Miss Cordelia, Queen C, who
was monster food every other week in high school. I wouldn’t think she’d wanna
be near another demon ever.”
“She didn’t, but I saved
her life, she was hungry and needed a job. Now she complains about cleaning up
demon bodies, but she could go any time and she doesn’t. She needs another
woman around I think. Wesley is close, but not quite.”
“Right and Wesley
completes the Sunnydale rejects club.”
“He’s good people, plus
he’s great with the research.”
“I know but...”
“Just think about it
Buffy, we have time.”
“Yeah I know, but
Willow’s just been weird, I can get that, but... she’s Willow. She’s supposed
to be the best friend, all perfect and loving and everything. She didn’t get
the whole Angelus stuff when she found out and I can even accept that anger
from her, but the cold shoul...”
“YES! WE’RE IN!” Spike
jumped off his chair and dove onto the bed in front of them. “IT WORKS! THANK
YOU!” He grabbed Angel and smashed his lips to his Sire’s, forging his tongue
inside. Angel’s hand slid around to the nape of his neck drawing him closer
before letting him go. “Now we can check out porn.” Spike laid on his back,
staring up at the white ceiling.
“So what do you think
about the move?”
“What move Slayer?”
“To LA.”
“Why? When?”
“Haven’t you been
listening?”
“Buffy, one thing about
my dumb ass childe, he never listens, rather he has selective hearing. If it’s
anything about killing, blood or sex, he’s all ears, otherwise, nothing.” Spike
glared at his Sire. He was a beautiful man. He’s missed him so much, being
close to him, physically, emotionally, just being. His Sire just exuded
confidence, love, sex, a feeling of safety.
“Well, Angel was
thinking that perhaps we should all move to LA.”
“Why?”
“Cause Buffy doesn’t
need to be hunted by the new Slayer. The slayer may be good and will be out for
dust. If she is, it will be a fight to the death and Buffy doesn’t want to kill
people, especially another Slayer. If by chance she did kill her, another would
be sent and be even angrier and out for revenge of some kind.”
“Cor Angelus, do you
always over analyze? No wonder you brood so damn much. Is there anytime you
don’t brood?”
“When I’m fucking you
two.” Angel replied.
“Then we’ll just have to
make sure you do it often, or rather, do US more often. We wouldn’t want you to
kill off all your brain cells brooding, would we Buffy?”
“No, we definitely don’t
want that.” She got up and glanced out the window. “Sun’s almost down. I’m
going to get dressed, I wanna go see Willow and Xander.”
“Okay, want company?”
Angel asked her.
“No. I’ll be okay. No
break downs of any kind, I promise.”
“Are you worried about
her?”
“Why Spike? I think
she’s better, she doesn’t cry as much anymore. She seems happier since...”
“Since us?”
“Since us.” Angel nodded
and looked up at his childe, his William, sitting at the computer bare-chested.
“What are you doing?” He got up and stood behind his childe and ran his fingers
through his blond hair.
“I’m playing with my
computer. I won it you know.”
“I let you win.”
“No you didn’t. I won
fair and square and you know it, deep inside that soul of yours, and if you
need to tell yourself that you let me win, I’ll let you believe that, but we
both know the truth. And so does Buffy.”
“I hope she’s okay.”
“If she’s not, we’ll fix
it.”
She stood at Xander’s
door and knocked a few times. Anya opened it. “Hi Buffy! Do you wanna come in?”
“Can I?”
“Sure come on in.
Xander’s not here, if you’re looking for him. He’ll be back soon though, you’re
welcome to wait if you like. I’m just watching ‘Friends.’ Want some tea?”
“Sure Anya, thanks.” She
followed the ex-demon into the apartment her and Xander had gotten six months
prior. “So how is the living together thing working?”
“Great! We don’t have to
worry about his parents, or leaks of any kind, and we can have sex whenever we
want, which I’m sure you know is good.”
“Yes, it’s good. Sex is
good. How are you?” She sat on the couch and Anya sat beside her. “How is
Xander? How is everyone else?”
“Xander heard from
Willow that you met the new slayer.”
“Yeah, she’s, she seemed
nice.”
“She’s a total bitch, I
refuse to go there anymore and Xander doesn’t like her much either.”
“Why?”
“She thinks she knows
everything, when she clearly doesn’t. Plus she knew who I was and was very
mean, she’s just prejudice. She doesn’t get the fact that there a several
demons who don’t hurt people, who just live and several ex-demons who want to
live in peace.”
“Why is she here?”
“To keep the Hellmouth
under control. She’s said nothing about killing you or Angel, but Giles isn’t
sure if she’s not saying anything. He was going stir-crazy and the Council just
showed up one day and offered his job back. No other Watcher wanted to live on
the Hellmouth. She showed up a couple weeks ago. She’s strong enough but
predictable as hell. Xander went patrolling with her the first couple days and
he says that you’ve taken on bigger demons that she could barely handle. But
enough about her, how are you Buffy? I’ve been worried about you and Xander has
too, he’s just too proud and stubborn to admit it, but I know he is.”
“I’m adjusting but it’s
tough. Sometimes I’ll cry myself to sleep, other times I think things will be
okay. But I’ve missed you guys so much.”
“You should come by at
night, or Bronze it with us one night. We were actually thinking about it
tomorrow night, if it’s good for you.”
“I can’t tell you how
much this means to me Anya, even if you are just being nice.”
“You never threw my
ex-demon status in my face Buffy, you never thought anything of it and you’ve
saved my life a few times. I appreciate all that, plus now Xander isn’t
jonesing for you.”
The door opened and
Xander walked in. “ANYA! I’m hom... Buffy.”
“Hi Xander. How are
you?”
“Okay.” He put down a
bag on the counter.
“Did you get everything
I had on the list Xander?”
“Yes Anya, I did, except
popcorn cause they didn’t have our kind. Buffy, what are you doing here?”
“Well, I missed you and...
Angel and Spike and I have been talking about moving to LA permanently, but I
don’t wanna leave if there’s a chance to be friends again. I know things
happened between Angelus and I that you don’t approve of or understand. Hell
I’m not even sure if I completely understand myself. I don’t know if things can
ever be the same, I know they can’t, but I’d like to have something different,
but if we can’t, I just wanna say that I’m sorry.”
“I’m glad you came over
Buffy. I’ve been thinking a lot about this lately. I know I came down hard on
you. I can’t even imagine what it must have been like to wake up and find your
lover killing people. The other day I thought about something I hadn’t before.
What if one morning I woke up and Anya had her powers back and was eviscerating
people again, I don’t know what I would do. I’m sorry I was so hard on you
Buffy, but I just can’t accept that this was the only solution you found. You
became the thing you’ve been hunting for years.”
“I know. I thought about
it so much, but I just couldn’t go another day without Angel, and we couldn’t
be together. I’ve never done a selfish thing since I was called. I did some
stupid things and I’ve made some really dumb mistakes but I never did anything
truly selfish. So this is the first thing I’ve done, it wasn’t the smartest
thing to do, but... I didn’t want him to watch me grow old and die, if I even
did grow old.”
“You could’ve been the
one slayer to survive longer than twenty years.”
“I guess we’ll never
know, but would it be worth dying at my own hands? I was so sad Xander,
sometimes when I was patrolling, I couldn’t even see who I was fighting. It
could have been a person for all I know. When Angelus returned, my eyes
deceived me, I was making love to Angel, but it wasn’t and it just broke me.
Then I woke up and he was really there, but if anything his return showed us
how much we couldn’t be together.”
“I invited her to the
Bronze tomorrow night.” Anya announced.
“That’s a good idea, you
should come, bring dead boy and junior if you like. Willow and Tara are coming
too.”
“How is Willow?”
“She feels horrible,
kicking herself for not being a good friend, but then she’ll get mad cause you
lied to us about Angelus, about Angel being back, about being fine.”
“I know and I’m sorry.
It wasn’t as though I couldn’t trust you, I just... I couldn’t trust myself to
say the words out loud. I was so ashamed of being attracted to Angelus, and
then after a while it just seemed, the less everyone knew, the better. And I
suppose that I was with him sometimes, cause I knew if he was with me, he
wasn’t hurting you guys.”
“But you knew he was
stalking us and killing people. You slept in his bed, while he was sleeping,
and you didn’t stake him. You could have saved so many people.”
“I know Xander. I loved
him. It was twisted and horrible, but... I was so confused. I’m sorry.”
“And now you’re a
vampire. You became what you’ve been fighting.”
“I know, and I can’t
apologize for it, and I won’t, not anymore. It’s done, no turning back. I just
have to accept that and I think I am. But my question is, can you?”
“I don’t know Buffy, I
just don’t know. But why don’t we find out? Come to the Bronze tomorrow.”
“Okay, I think I will.
Do you think I should go see Willow tonight?”
“Sure.” She got up and
Xander walked her to the door.
“I’m glad I came Xander,
I missed you.”
“I missed you too.” She
hugged him and was on her way to Willow and Tara’s apartment. She knocked on
the door and a couple minutes later Willow opened it.
“Buffy... what are you
doing here?”
“I came to see you.”
“Now isn’t a good time
Buffy.”
“WILL! WHO’S AT THE
DOOR?” A voice screamed from inside the apartment.
“Oh, I’m sorry Willow,
you have company.”
“I’d invite you in
Buffy, but maybe you shouldn’t be here.”
“Oh, okay, I won’t come
back, I’m sorry Wills.”
“No, Buffy, it isn’t
that, I mean, I wanna talk to you, but...” just then the other Slayer appeared
behind Willow.
“Buffy, you’re not
invited here. Slaying isn’t your job anymore, you’re a demon and you’ll be treated
as such. Don’t come around or I’ll stake you myself. That’s your last warning.”
The girl stepped out and advanced on Buffy. “I won’t be as nice next time so I
suggest if you see me walking down the street, you walk on the other side.
Goodbye.”
“Buffy?” Willow asked.
“I’m sorry... I... I
have to go.” Buffy ran all the way back to the mansion and slammed the door
behind her. She sunk to the floor, leaning against the door.
They were sitting at the
kitchen table when the door slammed. “Buffy? Is that you?” Angel walked out of
the kitchen to find her huddled against the door. “Buffy? Are you okay?”
“SLAYER!” Spike ran past
him and kneeled in front of her. “Slayer, don’t do this again. Look at me.” He
watched his favored childe place his hands on her face, forcing her to look at
him. “What happened?”
He never understood why
Angel was so slow, he had raced past him to Buffy’s side. She was scared and
sad, again. “Slayer, what happened?” He asked again. She looked up at him and
put her head against his bare chest and he held her for a minute. Her hands
wrapped around him and held on tight. She was really scared. He kissed the top
of her head and felt her fingers grasping at his shoulder blades, but as she
ran them down his back, her touch changed.
She looked up and looked
back at him with that lust, the desire, he’d seen her give Angel. She leaned up
and met his lips passionately. Her tongue slid inside his mouth and explored
his cavity as he felt her hands slip inside his boxers to his ass. She pulled
away from his mouth and trailed down his jawbone, neck and collarbone to his
chest. Her mouth engulfed his nipple and he growled softly at the sensation.
He watched as Buffy
pushed Spike back onto the floor, he stood not ten feet from them and watched. Buffy
straddled his hips and continued lavishing his pale broad chest with her tongue
while his hands worked at getting her dress off. Angel sunk to the floor as
Spike pulled the dress off her and cupped her perfect breasts. He felt himself
hardening as he watched his two childer.
She slowly pulled
Spike’s boxers down, releasing his erection from its confines. She sat straight
up, still straddling him and flashed a smile at Angel, as the boxers hit him in
the face. Her eyes connected with his, requesting permission, and he nodded.
Spike’s thrust upward brought her attention back to him and she growled loudly
at him. He thrust again and she slapped his face hard.
He was surprised at the
slap. It was so brutal. Then the hand that had punished him ran over his chest
tenderly. His hands took her hips and aided as she impaled herself on his cock.
She growled as she squeezed him and he loved it, having her to himself. He was
vaguely aware of the fact that they were not alone, he could smell his sire’s
arousal, but he had her to himself.
She began riding him
hard and fast. She growled and screamed as she rose and slammed herself back
onto him. He looked up at her, as her breasts heaved, bouncing as she moved on
him.
She was a wonder, an
amazing wonder. Angel watched as she rode his childe. He closed his eyes a
second and could practically feel her around him. She moaned his childe’s name
and he opened his eyes. He wanted to see her orgasm wash over her. While he was
making love to her, he could see her, but he couldn’t really watch her.
She started panting, and
it was all Angel could do to stop himself from ripping his own boxers off and
sliding in behind her. He wanted to, but she might not be ready for that, but
he wanted to touch her. He restrained herself, he forced himself to let her
take what she wanted.
Spike slid his hand down
and squeezed her clit and she came. She leaned down and her fangs descended
into his neck and they came together, her for the second time. She laid on top
of him for a few minutes, drinking. He felt her lift up and watched as she
literally crawled over him on her hands and knees.
He watched as she
crawled over to him, like a cat on the prowl. Her mouth met his in a searing
kiss, as she ripped his boxers off him. “Oops.” She winked as she kissed her
way down his body, as she pushed him back, like she had Spike, but he resisted.
“Angel?” She whimpered, half whining.
“Not here.” He stood up
and took her hand. He stopped in front of the fireplace and sunk to the floor
with her.
Spike followed them in.
He walked over to the fireplace and watched a second as Buffy licked her way
down to his Sire’s beautiful cock. He shook his head and went about lighting a
fire, careful not to set himself on fire in doing so. When the fire was burning,
he turned to find her mouth bobbing up and down Angel’s manhood. He sat on the
coffee table, not two feet from them, and watched as his Sire bucked underneath
her.
He had had several dozen
female lovers, maybe several hundred, but nothing compared to his Buffy. She
took him places he’d never been. Her hands were under him, grabbing his ass,
pulling him upward as he thrust into her mouth. He felt tiny fingers caressing
him, so close to where Spike had been buried not two days before. He growled
loudly and came as he felt her finger slide inside the puckered opening.
She wasn’t nearly
satisfied. She sat up as he recovered from his orgasm and she laughed. “Baby
likes it, huh?” He nodded violently as he struggled to sit up. “See how you
like this.” She slammed down onto him as she pounced. She began riding him as
she had Spike. She looked over at Spike, sitting on the coffee table,
completely naked, hard again. She reached over and pulled the table closer. As
she slammed down into Angel, she sunk her mouth on Spike’s erection.
She opened her mouth
wide and he began thrusting into it, as she drove Angel deep inside her. He was
deep inside her mouth, hitting the back of her throat, half expecting her to
gag, but she didn’t. She was magnificent.
She wanted them to come
together, all at the same time. She felt herself, she was ready. She sensed
they all wanted the same thing. Spike was grunting and growling, ready himself.
She felt Angel’s hand slide in between their bodies readying himself at her
clit. She growled and he squeezed her and she came as Angel shot his cool seed
deep inside her and she swallowed Spike’s essence.
Sated, she fell beside
Angel, and she felt Spike lay beside her. She was sandwiched in between her two
lovers, with their arms around her, all six legs tangled together. All three
purring simultaneously.
~El Fin~
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